For those of you who really know my little brother, know he had a huge heart. He always gave the last of his food away to someone else he seen hungry. He took the clothes off his back for others who he seen cold, even gave up his shoes when he seen blisters on an old mans feet and walked barefoot but happy he did that for him when he was on the streets and didn't have much even for himself. When asking why he would do those things in the circumstances he was in, his answer was always the same. "because many are not blessed to have the parents I have. They'll give me another jacket, put socks and shoes on my feet and they will make sure im fed" Theres not a place my brother went that my mother and father did not come to his rescue. Our mother was his super hero, and my father was his best friend. His drug addiction took over him and he did things he was ashamed of in order to Get through each day. My brother will be remembered by the real him and the things he did that he didn't go around bragging about and not the things his sickness made him do. On January 6th my brothers road of addiction came to an end. He passed the following day.

Please Please help our mother who fought for him all these years, our father, his beautiful daughter that he adored and myself to say our final goodbye. Any donations to help our family is greatly appreciated beyond words. thank you.

....I love you little brother and miss you intensely